Vinny gestured for Benji to follow, and they left the room without another word. I leaned in a little, suddenlyveryinterested in what the Devereaux had planned for Logan, but Serena slammed the laptop shut.
“Get your shoes,” she ordered. “We have an omega to go see.”
Chapter 30
Violet
Iwoke up blind.
Okay—maybe not actually blind, but everything was too blurry and too bright for me to make anything out. My head felt heavy, my mouth was dry, and an annoying beep kept going off somewhere to my left.
And if that didn’t scream hospital, the sharp, sterile smell of antiseptic did.
My nose scrunched. I tried to sit up and pat around for my glasses and immediately realized I couldn’t move.
I was surrounded by weight. Heavy, warm weight.
I blinked uselessly at the ceiling light and turned my head a fraction. Skye’s face slid into view. He’d somehow wedged himself into the hospital bed with me, one leg tangled with mine, one arm slung possessively over my waist like I might roll away.
On my other side, something large and solid pinned the blanket down.
Benji.
His scent—chai, warm and sweet—was too strong for it to be anyone else. His head was pressed into my shoulder, and if I had to guess, he was out cold in a guest chair and I was his unwilling pillow.
I tried to move my arm.
It didn’t cooperate.
Skye made a soft, disgruntled noise and tightened his hold instinctively. Benji’s breath warmed the fabric of my hospital gown.
I stared at the ceiling for a long moment.
Well.
I didn’t die.
So there was that.
Unfortunately, now I had to live the rest of my life with the shame of running away because I had no idea how to talk about my feelings.
My stomach growled—loud enough to make Skye stir—and my face heated.
Through the bond, concern flared.
Then the far-off scent of coffee and cinnamon drifted in.
Vinny.
The door clicked open quietly, and even though I still couldn’t see well, I didn’t need to.
Vinny stepped inside balancing a hospital tray in one hand, a drink carrier in the other, and a paper bag tucked under his arm.
He stopped when he saw me, and for a second he just stood there.
Relief flooded the bond so hard it made my chest ache.
“You’re awake,” he said softly.
